I'm constructing an Atomic love bomb..
When it hits the Earth and breaks its capsule
The surface of the ground will become a tabernacle
Its a prerequisite to the rapture... Imma make it.
Just to see an end to the matrix
Just to feel a melody gracing, every set of lips
Just to see my lady in laces, and her set of hips
When it concaves on the gravel, believe me, it will be legit
I'm gonna create a powerful explosive
Pour my heart into the details of every component
And everyone the blasts touch, will be gifted a cool rush
Those who've been known to go-nuts, will take a stroll to get lunch
Not only for themselves, but for thier family and community
The tremulous and terrible, now helpers of society
The stone and golden sculptures that are known for notoriety
Seen with a true set of eyes lacking idolatry.
I'm gonna birth a grand explosive, hitting the populace
Lifting impositions of dread, gifting astonishment
Out with the old, in with the new, a true apocalypse
That might confuse a few, but the others will admire it
Kabaam, kabang, kaboom.. can you imagine the magnificence?
Of waking from the blast to find a day unique as fingerprints?
Looking at your hand, no longer taking it for granite
Released from the bouting with all misunderstanding
Perhaps this is why God's got me planning...
To build a device, that could inspire planting
Perhaps this is why all the commotion in my minds eye
Just so I could potentially refresh the whole human kind
I think it was todays resurrection,
Thats got me dreaming of a bomb,
that might fall from the heavens
Turning all the 6's to sevens, 12's to 11's
Accelerating our ascent to compleation
